Tuesday, July 27, 2010
135. Die Spock, Die!
I like everything about it, from it's bones; a re-vamped background I did for a Quarterdown comic, to the nervous system; the incredibly sexy tones I added, to the muscle and fat; a distressed commander Spock being chased by a crazed, unicorn-riding treasure hunter, to it's epidermis; the laser and its warm, divine glow.
I don't mean to pat my own back, but damn that is an awesome panel. The rest of the strip can die in a fire for all I care - just so long as that last panel never, ever leaves my side.
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and dispair